I saw this eloquent heartbreaker yesterday. In addition to Movin' Out, Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake sprang to mind, the corralling and unleashing of male energy in dance to express a limitless emotional range. I'm simply haunted: a ballet, a full throttle concert of a beloved album*, a hybrid piece of theatrical storytelling all at once. Passionately danced, the precision in the performance, exquisite. Even having read reviews, I was startled by the many surprises, in the conceived narrative and its remarkably cogent execution.
The August 10 close is regrettable; many dance aficionados not able to visit NYC till later this year might seize this experience if it held on through the fall. Lucky to score superb orchestra seats during the brief window the matinee was available on TDF. “All things go, all things go” indeed.
*I can't get over the musical integrity in those album-preserving arrangements, the openings of the songs triggering memories of multiple hearings, and that wall of lush melody rushing from the St. James stage.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 5/5/24 at 10:33 AM